Love and sex

Sex is mental and physiological desire,
but love is desire of the soul.
Sex is done by every creature,
loves or not its partner, even by the owl.

The bitch too does sex
but doesn't have a particular lover.
She loves the piece of bone and
her puppy as the mother.
 
Senses fall in love to the attractions
of beauty, melody, taste, touch and fragrance.
The sixth sense too falls in love
to satisfy sexual desire and romance.

The satisfaction of senses pleases the soul
and soul loves the things with which it is pleased.
It is mind that can rein the desires of senses;
Or divert the soul to the God, to be pleased.

Lullaby

It's bed time, O night! be fine,
my baby is going to sleep .
O chirpy birds! don't now disturb,
my child is going to sleep.
O dear clouds! don't make chaos,
my tot is going to sleep.
O butterflies! you rest on the flowers,
my angel is going to sleep.
Come little angels! take care of doll,
my star is going to sleep.
Moon and stars, bring many toys,
my love is going to sleep.
O sweet dreams! bring pleasant treats,
my babe is going to sleep.

Kindness

I don't want to be kind, like a butcher,
before slaughtering his lambs, he feeds.
I don't want to be kind, like a devotee,
who offers animals for his ritual needs.

I don't want to be kind, like the grass,
any one comes to ruin and graze.
I don't want to be kind, like a robin;
the hawk or eagle comes and preys.

I want to be kind, like a generous tree
who smiles giving fruits to creatures.
I want to be kind, like crops of the field,
on dying, leave the grains for others.

I want to be kind, like bee and cows
to give honey or milk, bear the pain.
I want to be kind, like dense clouds,
to extinguish thirst of others, those rain.